Last night, I had another dream about my mother. This time, she had a stroke. She survived the stroke, but it really affected her. Compared the real life of losing her, at least we got to keep her with us. The sad part was, that I had wished it was real, but I knew it wasn't. She was gone when I woke up. In the dream, she did try to rehabilitate, unlike Grandmother did when she had her stroke. I miss my mother, but when are these bad dreams going to stop?

I got my gift from Nancy yesterday. It was bunny stuff. My dad also brought me some bunnies, too. He also got PupPup a frog so she can leave Scooter's frogs alone. I wish my camera was fixed so I could photograph them. I ended up spending most of the evening in the living room with my dad. We watched TV. It just feels nice spending the evening with him.

Posted by Shawn at April 2, 2006 10:32 AM in Dreams, General.